Doyle frowned. "What spell was it?" he asked. Merlin, was he really a professor at Hogwarts? That was a truly sobering thought. He couldn't imagine being happy there. What on Earth had possessed him to accept a posting there with... children...

Cassandra looked at her professor with tears in her eyes.

"It was a... memory charm..." That's it... now she'd be hawled off to Azkaban. So much for school... so much for becoming a healer... now she was going to have a record! A permanent one.

Jason had once again lost Kim and Katya. Why on earth do they run off when they see a handsome man? Women. He never understood them. They're always giggling about something or gossiping. Talking about the newest trends. Men. Men have it easy.

As he was lost in his thoughts, Jason walked up to the level three corridor where from there he will enter his Department. As he wasn't paying attention, he knocked into a person (A woman possibly) and fell on his bottom. Jason cursed as his glasses had fallen off of his face, making it very difficult to see. Taking his time, he placed his hands on the floor and slowly patted it to see if his glasses were there or not. Once he found them, Jason placed them on his nose and looked up.

"S--sorry," he muttered as he saw that it had been indeed a woman (Clara Belle).

Clara had been writing down every word between the conversation. Oh just wait until Bren heard! Not to mention everyone else in the wizarding world. She was just minding her own business (And Doyle's) when someone bumped into her and fell. "Um... excuse me?!" Did this person want to be fired or what?

By the reaction of the girl, he was almost certain that it was an accident but then again how sure could he be. Deciding to decide to think about it, he folded his arms in front of him. He was about to ask her what kind of spell but Doyle was a bit faster and when he heard this was a memory charms, he wasn't really surprise.

Seeing that the girl was holding up but still, he put one hand on her shoulder. "Will fixed this. Accident can happens."

His eyes widened once the woman spoke to him. She spoke to him. A woman. Gulping, he dared to look into her eyes. "S--sorry. I'm s-so sorry. It was m--my mistake." he stuttered once he stood up and dusted his clothes off. "Did I by a--any ch-chance hurt yo-you Madame? I mean Miss? Lass? Girl?" This was one of these moments were Jason's mind would scream stop so he wouldn't embrasses himself some more.

Cassandra jumped back... moving out of the man's reach and into the obliviator... this corridor was crouded. She hated being touched. "Yes..." she said looking at him suspiciously. "It was an accident... please, please fix him." She said pleadingly... just make him forget it was me...

"Do you have any idea who I am?" Clara's eyes narrowed at the pathetic excuse of a being. Seriously, were they hiring just everyone these days? "Do you work for this floor? Madelineine! Please remove this person at once!" Oh just wait until Brenbren found out! "I'm in the middle of an interview here, since you are obviously both dumb and blind." Hmph.

"Interview?" She said looking at the woman... "No... please. Don't report on this..." Oh... Ok... tears... not good... Breathe just breathe...she kept thinking. If this woman was going to keep reporting on this, she'd obliviate her too!

"Oh, it's alright..." Madeline said. She tried to comfort the girl as best she could, but she wasn't sure what to do. See, this is why you don't have kids, a nagging voice in her head poked fun at her. "Let's just bring him into my office, and you can give me some more details, okay?" she asked.

Cassandra nodded.

Jason's eyes widened even more when she called his head of department. Re-Remove him?! Does she mean fire him?! He can't get fired! And why should it be him that gets fired?! Why does this always happen to him!? "Excuse me, Miss." Jason said, with a confident voice, he hoped. "I'm not du--dumb. I a--admit I do not see with my glasses, bu-but that does not mean I am dumb!" he told her with a straight face. Again, he hoped.

Turning to his boss, he saw her trying to comfort a young girl. "Sorry to ask, ma'am. But what's going on?" Jason asked, hoping his head of department would give him a straight answer.

"I am not a child that needs to be led by the hand. You have but to ask and I shall go where you need me in order to undo whatever memory charm she performed," Doyle said, irritated that they were talking about him as if he weren't even there.

Clara snapped her notebook shut with a snap. She had all she really needed anyway for a piece. She didn't need the outcome, just the story. "I'll be speaking to Bren about you." Clara glared at Jason, turned up her nose, and stalked off into the lifts.

Lance wasn't sure what to do with the reaction the girl just did. It was throught that he didn't have kids but that kid must be very nervous or she wouldn't have back away unless she didn't like to be touch. Seeing as the Head of Department seems to want to handle it on her own, he slowly back away. "Well looks like you have it under control, I'll go back in the office then."

"Everyone, I think we can best settle this if we just step into my office," Madeline announced to the general area. My my, what a busy day, she thought to herself. Head's disappearing, dresses coming to life...and now this. "We'll figure out exactly what happened, and then the Obliviators and Accidental Magic Reversal Squad can take it from there."

Reagan had heard Branxton's voice from the elevator and practically sprinted down the hallway to catch up with the group that had formed around him. She spotted Clara and greeted her quickly, "Hello Ms. Belle! Nice to see you again. Hope you are quite well, though I would expect that you must be with wedding plans in the works!" Reagan smiled sincerely and then directed her gaze at Doyle and Madeline.

There was simply no time for Reagan to wait for Madeline to lead Doyle into her office for any reason. The Minister wanted to meet with him immediately and Reagan was given the task to retrieve him. On top of all that, she still needed to set up the conference room for the Minister's lunch with his fiance, and now Clara was early! Feeling pressed for time, Reagan without thinking, grabbed Doyle by the arm and said, "Whatever business you have down here is going to have to wait. Minister Cooper has requested your immediate presence and so you'll have to come with me." She began guiding him, practically dragging him, toward the lifts. She may have been small, but she was strong and incredibly serious, and would not stop short of casting whatever spells she needed to get this man to do what he was asked.

Oh no... No! No! No! No! He just couldn't see the minister like this.

"Miss please," Cassandra begged, "Couldn't he just finish with Miss Grau? Please?" She wasn't sure who the new woman was, but if she wanted to bring the obliviated Branxton to see the minister, she wasn't good.

Cassandra kept by her professor's side, although she did not cling to his other arm... The poor professor, didn't like being manhandled... or witch-handled in this case. She really should have just run, far far away...

She could have gone outside and called for the Nightbus... but she couldn't have him come into harm. Rae would have murdered her if she'd found out... already she was sure to face detention... not to mention expulsion!

Although now Branxton did realize he'd been obliviated... she hoped.

"Wedding?" Doyle said, shocked. It was enough of a distraction that he was pulled from his course of heading into the Department Head's office. "Madame I must insist that you release me at once. I refuse to be manhandled for the sake of Coo... Minister Cooper."

"Ohhhh!" Clara practically squealed at the sight of BrenBren's secretary girl. She thought for sure that she'd come to fetch her. Boy was she was crestfallen when she heard that Bren was requesting Doyle instead of her! Clara held her head up high, set her shoulders, and made a note to talk to BrenBren about his little secretary girl. Obviously she'd made a mistake. Silly little girl. Idiot little girl. "Doyle has apparently had a bit of an accident, Miss Taylor. Can you imagine such a horror? I'm sure Bren will understand though. Don't keep him waiting, Doyle. If you put him in a bad mood before our lunch plans today I simply will be too angry to ever forgive you. So hurry along."

"Wait, wait!" Jason called, looking at his HoD. "Why do you need an Obliviator? What happened here?!" he asked, walking up to her. Glancing at the man (Doyle) he frowned and looked back at the head. "Did something happen to that man? Why is this student here, and shouldn't she be in school?" He asked with a whisper.

Madeline sighed, not out of frustration, just out of pure exhaustion, "It seems that there has been an accident at the school involving Doyle and this young student here. I'm going to take him to my office and this young lady as well and figure out what happened. After that, we'll use an Obliviator and possibly a member of the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad to straighten out whatever has happened here." she explained to him in a low voice, "You can come along if you want, since we need someone with your abilities, but please just check in with Ivan first. You guys have a mission that you should be planning right now, but this obviously needs some attention as well. If Ivan gives you a hard time, tell him to take it up with me," she added, knowing full well how Ivan was when it came to missions for his team.

"I'm sorry, Miss Taylor, unfortunately I simply cannot allow Mr. Doyle to see the Minister in this state. He has had some sort of spell cast on him, and we're not sure what it is yet, although my guess is it was some kind of memory charm," she explained to the woman, "Until his is in his normal state, I'm afraid he won't be able to see the Minister. If it is something important, I'm sure the Minister will want him to actually remember the events of their meeting, don't you think?" she asked. She knew Reagan was notoriously stubborn, but Madeline was just as bad. This man was not going anywhere until she had a good look at his condition.

Jason listened tentatively to what the head had to say. With each and every word coming out of her lips, he blinked with disbelief. How can a student do that to her own Professor? Looking back at the man, he furrowed his brows and looked back at Madeline. "To be honest, ma'am I do--don't think Ivan would mind. He has Dae and K--Katya with him. And..." he paused, gathering his courage, "what mission are you talking about?"

"Oh, haven't you checked in the office yet?" she asked, "There's a dress that's come to life in the middle of Muggle shopping mall. Thankfully there are only a few muggles involved, but they have to be obliviated. I'm hoping this won't take too long," Madeline said, looking at Doyle, who was resisting the effort of being pulled into the lift by Reagan, "and then you can head over and help your team on the field. I'd hate for you to miss all the fun," she said with a smile.

"Now, if everyone could please just meet in my office...we can start getting this fixed," Madeline announced, giving a glare to Reagan and grabbing Doyle's other arm.

Dan was in the corridor and saw Doyle "Why are you here Doyle I thought you were at hogwarts these days" then his turned to the slythrin prefect "Oh so what did you do obliviate him this is not good should I get the minister and don`t worry child I`ll see to it that your not blamed unless you did something in which case I`ll think about it"